2 X Lusive Lyrics - Daymeus

[Intro] 

I slip into a track like it's a coma 

It's often better, I guess I'm a loner 

And I wait... for my time... 

And my minds acute consciousness 

[Verse 1] 

I slip in parties as it's nearing the end 

They all "The fuck this? Nobody invited him. Who?" 

But it's so far along and most gone 

While I bum booze and low key till I peak 

Then they meet this slightly more confident me 

You know I rap, obviously 

I keep it to myself, though, most days 

But tonight, I go over and I tell 2 guys 

They like "dude, spit some lines" 

I'm like "no... okay, fine, check it, hold my phone 

I'm 'bout to go in, uh, uh" 

Yo, I hold the most trash rhymes out of everyone 

Granted, the planet of rappers shootin' for none 

Still they contest me somehow 

I'm dumb-founded 

They swear they all the best, that's why I shoot low 

Cause rows of lyricists flow so serious, bound to fake crowns 

So, if they're aimin' up, yet fallin' to ground 

Maybe if I aim down I'll blow up 

It's dumb I know 

I'm very self-indulgent 

I talk a lot in rap and I don't know how to talk about anyone but me (fuck) 

This doesn't fit the party trap that all of them be on 

I pray you ain't following along, oh gosh 

I turn to them, "what about you?" 

They look at me, "what about us?" 

I tilt my head, "what do you do?" 

One hits the blunt, attacks his chest, the others like 

"We do this", but he's talkin to no one 

Cause I left 4 minutes earlier, Shyamalan, ha 

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Hey, true story though, right? 

We all been there 

Hey, you know where else we've have... been—what? 

Ugh, dammit 

[Verse 2] 

I slip in funerals to sleep a bit 

Snooze among the corpses, the only one to wake from it 

Feelin' right alive as everyone cries, pretends they're not crying 

Then says bye, they got a life still 

10 out of 10 glad it isn't them fucked too 

And I just realized I'm making fun of dead folk (whoops) 

Well, what are ya gonna do? 

Nah, for real, what you finna do, bitch! 

—Oh my god, I'm kidding 

I didn't... I'm... I'm the bitch 

I slip in costume, head to the Oscars, money 

Approach sayin' I'm that one dude from Always Sunny 

But what's a comedy, they say 

They're over in la la land—wait 

I mean they in the moonlight 

I'm buggin', my bad, we all had a laugh 

'Cept some of the staff, I'm sure 

But they were probably turnt, they're good 

Humor at who's expense? 

I lost my sense of too much and not enough 

Maybe I'm both, Schrodinger's mutt 

If you don't hear from me after the drop 

It's cause I made it, but also I didn't and I'm broke (clever) 

And dead but also alive—(yup) 

(They get the fuckin' reference) 

(Fuck) 

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[Chorus] 

I ain't get no help up 

So, you won't get no welcome 

Cause I ain't hand out no invitations 

And this is too exclusive 

Like, I ain't even included 

So fuck it, we don't need no invite, no 

[Verse 3] 

I slip into the rap game, while rapping 

So badly, over whack beats, attracting 

My track team from my young high school 

Go Cougars (shh) 

I slip into a sleep so deep, sometimes 

My eyes cease to be, it's just my mind 

And these words on loose leaf 

A search and find for meaning 

A mean maze, I write 

Never been the one, I bend to none 

The wrong button to thumb 

No friend of Trump (fake tunes!) 

I crumble drums, correct, I come 

The lungs of fuck-wit's, I puncture with 

My tongue and wit, the wick, I lit 

Enlightened, dumb, and nit-picky 

A knight in dull attire, I'm tired 

As dick in porn site videos, I'm quick to spit 

But not to cum like dick in porn site videos 

I wish I was wiser than a fake owl, Willawaw 

Workin' neck like chicks in porn site vid—I'm kiddin' 

Like kids, a box of sand 

They're in, there's 2 of them, I quit 

I slip in where I'm 

Able to, no label eyein' me 

Lately, I've crawled from the water, was under, shitty 

Now my intent's to set fire to CD's 

So, that could be heard 2 ways 

It could be heard as CD's or it could be heard as cities... 

Cause... (cause it was a Godzilla joke) 

(I am not selling a single one of these) 

[Chorus] 

Look, I ain't get no help up 

So, you won't get no welcome 

Cause I ain't hand out no invitations 

And this is too exclusive 

Like, I ain't even included 

So fuck it, we don't need no invite, no